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I L-O-V-E this song

And as I looked around and saw all the destruction I had caused by eating that one last potato chip, I started to laugh.


Anyways...what's up? Haven't talked to you in a while now.

Don't be angry.

I have come to say hello. And to bring good wishes from the planet Aunt Jemima. I am a Syrupian, and our planet is revered for having such professional nerds like me.

Why do people drink cold water? It just gets warm again when it gets into our bodies...

Anyways, now to actually talk about something. It's Fall Break. So we have a week off of school.
So I'm doing stuff with people for fun. You know, like normal people do. I'm actually waiting for a call right now about the mall. But. Yeah. Mom took the phone and left. D:<

This blog post sucks. Bye.

Why hello there...
Im a rapper.

I'm deleting my blog...

Hmmm...I want to blog today, but I don't know what to blog about. I should just make another blog and just type random stuff so that you guys don't have to read about how bored I am. Unless you like reading those posts...

I just feel like, you know. That like, the world is just, like, whatever. You know?

I have an idea! We have these conversation starter things out on the stand by the couch. I'm gonna choose one to blog about. This is gonna be fun!!!

This one's gonna be good:
"What did your parents teach you about marriage?"

Well, my mom always tell me that marriage is not worth it. She says that marriage is like forcing two people to become the same person, and it takes away your independence. She even dedicated a whole blog post about it. Or ten.

But, those have been DELETED!!! So, I can't show you. I can't put like a link or anything.

OH WAIT!!! Here it is!! Click

HAHA! Did you click it?

Anyways, it makes sense to me what her post was saying though. It was saying that Einstein even said that marriage was "Incompatible with human nature". Which makes sense, because Back in however many years B.C.E., our ancestors didn't marry their mates. At least, that's what I think. I might be wrong though. Who knows, maybe they had a divorce percentage of like, 0.5%, that or a divorce percentage of 99.9%. Just sayin'.

My dad has always said that he would never marry again after my mom. NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER!!!!

Or at least, that's what I remember him saying. You should probably ask him though.

I don't know that I won't ever get married though. I just don't think I would ever marry as young as my mom and dad did. That usually ends in disaster. But not always...

I think I would probably wait until I'm like, thirty or something. I don't know, whenever it seems to be right. I definitely won't have kids until I have a sound source of income though. And I would never move my kids around as much as I have been moved.

Wow, that conversation starter really made a fairly good blog post. What do you guys think? What did YOUR parents teach YOU about marriage? If you do decide to share with the world what your parents taught you about marriage, leave a comment. Or make a blog, at least make sure that I get a link or somethin'.

I am still right here.

Remember my last post were I talked about blogging being a fall-back? Yeah. Those were good times.

Remember way back in the older posts, when I was talking about Teeny wanting to be a fish? That was a fun day.

and remember when

Just joking. I had you there for a second. You were holding your breath I could tell.

Anyways, Today was pretty fun. We got to go cliff jumping at Saguaro Lake.
That one's me, the cliff looks really high in this picture. But it really wasn't that high. In some of the other pictures, it looks like we are about to hit the cliff down below us, but it was off to the left of where we were jumping.

We went to Wendys after we were done. And ate some food. Because that's what people do at Wendys you know?

Unless...what do people do at Wendys anyways?

Yeah. When we got home, we actually went swimming in the pool. Which was crazy. Because we just went swimming. It was a Nacho-type swimming day.

Then some other boring stuff happened, a star cried nuclear tears somewhere, and we ate dinner.

Ain't that a fun day?

My jaw started hurting when I was eating dinner, and still hurts. And you know what I just noticed? It feels just like it did that time I went to the dentist. Weird...maybe there was some kind of mini dentist hiding in my dinner.

Maybe...

Wow.

Okay guys. It's like 12:00 in the morning. And I should probably go to bed. But everyone else is still awake.

They all left me. I'm all alone right now. That's why I'm blogging, it's kind of like a fall-back for me. "crap, I'm REALLY bored and no one's talking to me."

"I KNOW!! I'll go blog!!!"

yeah. That's pretty much how it goes. How the cookie crumbles. Whenever someone says, "The shows not over until the fat lady sings." They're talking about me blogging. Did you know that?

Probably not.

My stomach hurts, kind of like an emo kid's wrists hurt after a week or two of slicing the cookie dough, but TEN TIMES WORSE.

So imagine the WORST pain you have ever experienced, then hype it up a bunch. That's what I'm feeling. Ever broken a leg? My pain's worse. Concussion? Worse. Any injury of yours ever been on Scarred? Worse.

It feels like a horse being stuffed in a room full of cheesecake, then hit with pillows until he pukes. That bad. Seriously.

My arm is really itchy, and it has little red spots all over it. I know, it's lame. Kind of like a party with a bunch of Harry Potter super fanatics.

Ever been to one of those parties? How lame is it?

I was talking to Jerry earlier, and he said that my leg has a huge blue spot on it. I looked down, and guess what? It wasn't a blue spot at all, It was a blue octopus.

Ew. That's really gross, could you please like, not do that?

Yeah. I think you can probably tell that I'm bored.

Okay, Buh-bye guys!

Richard Cheese/Nirvana

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! FUNNY!!!!

We could hang around, by the pool.

Okay, so I haven't blogged in a while.
I know, I know. You guys wish I would blog more often, because I'm so awesome. But, I just didn't feel like it this last summer. SO DEAL WITH IT!

Well, now school's started. So yeah, I'm probably going to be blogging a lot more.

For those of you who don't know, I moved to Arizona two or three weeks ago. The house we're living in has a pool, and not just one of those small ones that you invite all your friends over to see and be like "HAHA! That's too small to swim in!". No. This one's big. It's ten feet deep at the deepest end, and we get to jump off the roof into the pool. But Nacho, not so much. Mom is too worried that he can't jump all the way. Which makes sense, kind of like how a rubik's cube being annoying makes sense. But Nacho swims EVERY DAY. No joke. By the time I come home from school, he's either in the pool, about to go in the pool, or just got out of the pool.

So he's been really hungry lately. The exercise! It makes me HUNGRY!!!!

Mom won't let me eat anything aside from Breakfast, Lunch, After-school snack, and Dinner. Because she says I've been eating too much. She doesn't want me to get fat or something. :)
She makes me drink water because sometimes thrist can be mistaken for hunger, so to prove that I'm really hungry, I'll drink 10+ cups a day. Big cups too. SO HAHA MOM! PUT THAT IN YOUR OVEN AND BAKE IT!

It's really weird explaining my living arrangements to other people though. I'll say something along the lines of "Yeah, my mom doesn't cook dinner anymore, that's Momo's job."

Then the person will say something like "You have two moms?"

So yeah. If THAT'S not awkward, I don't know what is. It's more awkward then a triangle with a bent corner.

I've been playing guitar a lot more now. it's awesome. I'm getting better. BETTER!!!! MORE POWERFUL THAN THE WORLD!!!! Okay, not THAT good. but I'm getting there :)

It smells like pee in my room, and I really need some febreeze right about now. Oust works too.

You smell like teen spirit

Kinda random. I know. But it was still pretty funny. What should I blog about next?

In next week's episode, Logan tries to conquer one of his biggest fears...Unicorns! Tune in next saturday to see what happens. Will he conquer his fear? Or run away screaming?

Playlists

Random inspiration

I know this would have been a perfect Mother's day post, but, look at the title.

I love you,
The one who picked me up when I was down,
Who comforted me when I had nightmares,
And fought away the darkness in the night.

I love you,
Who walked for miles to make sure I was fed,
Who did nothing but good for me my whole life,
Who never gave up, despite the darkening storm that is life.

I love you,
Who thought of me and my brother and sister first,
always, no matter what,
I love you, a rock in a storm, a shelter in the rain, I love you, Mom. :)

SUSHI!

Yesterday, I had sushi for the first time. When we got there, the first thing I tried was this albacore tuna stuff, and it was really good. I don't think that I really like lobster though. As of yesterday. Don't judge me.

The funny thing about it though, was when my mom tried the salmon skin roll and freaked out. She was sitting there, close to tears, saying "I CAN TASTE THE SKIN! I CAN TASTE THE SKIN!"
The first thing I thought was "Duh."

She said that it was because of the texture, and I think that she felt the seaweed and freaked out. Oh well. She's insane anyways so, who knows?

Katie Flynn

I was listening to music today, off of one of my favorite albums, when I decided to look up the lyrics. The site I went to had the lyrics and the meaning of the song, and apparently it was about a seven year old girl named Katie Flynn. Interested, I looked further into it, and found that Katie Flynn was with her family after a wedding in a limousine, when the limo got hit by a drunk driver. The wreck was bad, and inside, the whole family was either injured or dead.

"I remember looking in on the limo and seeing Kate and waving goodbye and she waved goodbye and never thought that, that was going to be that type of moment where you're seeing people for the last time," says David, the groom. "It's, I guess, a moment I see every day."

When the wreck was investigated, by none other than little Katie's great uncle. Katie's grandfather, Chris, was lying on the floor, with his legs wrapped around the service bar, which was broken into several pieces.
The rest of the family was piled on top of each other. Katie's father, Neil, had tried to climb out of the limo, despite having his back broken. Jennifer, Katie's mother, foot was injured, and managed to crawl out and was trying to find Katie.

Katie was eventually found, but a terrible thing had happened: Katie had been decapitated by her seat belt.

Jennifer sat on the side of the road for hours, just holding her daughter's head in her lap, staring into her eyes.

"She very lucidly, very calmly said she wasn't going anywhere. She wasn't leaving Kate," Lt. Tangney says. "I climbed into the ambulance and I told Jennifer that she'd have to come inside now because Grace needed her, and she said she's not going to let go of Kate. And I asked her if she would give her to me, and at that point she turned her over, kissed her goodbye, and handed her to me."

Neil, who had broken his back, tried to crawl out of the limo.

"I heard my wife screaming, 'Katie's dead,' and I didn't want to accept it so I screamed back, 'No, she's just hurt real bad,'" he says. "I didn't know what Jen knew then."

"How do we start a life when your start is death?" Lisa asks. "It's your wedding day, and now they don't have their child."

Neil and Jennifer say. "Everything I see my children do, I think Kate should be doing. Everything I know they're going to do, I know Kate won't do," he says. "Every time you wake up, you say to yourself, 'This is terrible. I went another day without her,' you know? Or I have to face another day without her. And every night when I go to sleep, I made it through another day and I know it's not going to get any better as long as I'm awake."

For those people out there who say the Holocaust never happened...

My Grave

I hear the pellets drop
My heart yells stop
I see my brother's body fall
For the next group the sergeant gave the call
People stand with their backs against machine guns
We would have left, but papa never had the funds
Ready, Aim, Fire!
Was the only German desire
I wanted to help, but even myself I could not save
Is that why I lie here dead in my grave?

I cried for mama
I cried for papa, everyone did
It seemed as if God, on the world, had placed a lid
But if he could not bare these horors how can I
For I am only a child of the age of nine
I then pondered aloud so that everyone could hear me
"Why has God forsaken thee?"
I had no time for a reply
For now dead in my grave, here I lie.
-By Correena Spangler

In a dream I was a werewolf. My soul was filled with crystal light...

While I was dogsitting I fell asleep and had a strange dream. This is odd in itself because I don't usually have dreams, but I remember this one perfectly.

It was the middle of a very nice day, and I was down by a reservoir with a couple of my friends, when up the hill came some other kids. I didn't pay much attention to them because I thought Hey, if we can hang around here, so can they. Then when they reached the top of the hill, I pointed them out to my friend. She started freaking out and grabbed her other friend to set off down the hill. I didn't understand, but I thought there must be some grudge because as soon as the people reached the top of the hill, they sort of took my friends. Then, I saw some kids with some very vicious dogs. The people had tied up my friends and put them in the fenced area with the dogs. This is the point that I started crying in my dream, because it took me unnaturally long to get to the bottom of the hill. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't seem to run very fast. By the time I did get to the bottom of the hill, it was nighttime. Then I came to this fenced area where some kids where playing a variation on the game of dodgeball. I had second thoughts, but I decided to go around the outer edge of the inside of the fenced area. When I was almost out, I got distracted by a kid talking about who to throw the ball at. He was saying that he should throw it at somebody standing still, because then he could actually hit them. At this I hid behind another guy, but kept walking. The dodgeball came and hit me in the face, and I just kept walking. The guy said "What the? Oh, I see, he's running."

When I was almost to the fenced area with the big dogs, I was blocked by a form of barrier that I cannot describe because it does not really exist. It was more of a spiritual barrier than a physical one. So, I went through my friend J's house, and I got caught up again, but listening in on my friend's conversation. He said something about "His(J's) grandparents and their son are visiting."
Fearing that it would impede my progress, I hurried to go down the stairs and out the back door. I ran into J's dad, but he didn't seem to mind that I was intruding. I went as fast as I could(finally being able to run) down the stairs and stepped on the dog's leg. I looked back, but did not slow. I ran outside right as J's dad opened the window, and I hopped over a chain link fence, going fast enough to clear it without having to touch it. But then there was another chain link fence, and this one snagged on my pants. I eventually got off the fence, and I hit the ground, rolled, then stood up. I started telling J's dad about what I was doing, and then I kept running, crying because I feared that I was too late to save my friend.

I jumped onto a pool cover, and it started to sink, but I got across safely. I remember seeing J's dad on his phone, calling the cops. I went around the corner and got on the tramp that was waiting. The fenced area had dissapeared, and I found my friend. By this time, it had turned to early morning. But she didn't look the same, and somehow halfway through the dream, I switched who I was looking for. I asked if she was [Friend] and she nodded and said "Of course I'm [Friend]."

Bored.

Wow. So, I'm really bored. I guess sitting at home in front of the computer listening to music just isn't good enough for me. I tried to get out of the house, i really did, but the Thingummys just won't leave me alone. Today I got my yearbook signed though. and, I was surprised at how awesome people think I am.

Dude you are freaking amazing! Have a great summer! - C.

And that's coming from the girl who thinks that everyone is immature and not funny.
I had so many people sign that people I don't even know signed it.

Have an super awesome SUMMER - K.

who is this kid? I have no idea, but he must think I'm pretty awesome, huh?

Then in math I asked the girl next to me to sign

Have a good summer - T.

Have a GOOD summer? Not even a GREAT summer? How freaking half-hearted and lame is that? But still, she must think I'm awesome.

Have a great summer (weird signature) (what appears to be their number)
See you next year!!

Huh? I don't even know who signed this, because there was no name, but they MUST think that I am the most awesome person alive.

Sup Logan!! H.A.G.S. Your Best friend -D. K. (His number)

I mean, how can you NOT be convinced of my awesomeness?

I did not explode lol - I.

Do I need to say anything? She DIDN'T explode guys.

YWRAPLTS

I don't know what this means, or who wrote it, but it's in there none the less.

Well, I'm finished talking about people who wish they were me.

How about a journal entry? YAY!!!

One day I was walking along a river when out of nowhere a hobo popped up. He looked hungry, so I gave him a pebble to chew on. To show his gratitude, he said he would grant me three wishes. Of course, everyone knows that hobos can only grant wises that don't defy the laws of physics. So, I wished first for some hash browns, then for a couple of eggs. This of course left me with a full stomach and one more wish. So I wished that I could have a pen and a notebook, and that's how this story came to be written down.

I would not like to live on a houseboat, because that way the Humperdinkles could get to me. However, there are some advantages. For example, you could meet a lot of people named Colleen. Eating cheese would be a lot easier. You could find a lot of little baby snails. I think that running the risk with Humperdinkles is too much though.

Last day that I can read these aloud to my class :(
but I got to bring my notebook home, so now you are going to act like my class :)

Jimmy,

I would like to thank the men, women, and colorfuls that clean our school and keep it safe. Without them, our school would be full of men named Jimmy. They keep our school safe from Thingummys and Cheesy Toenail Sniffers. Their job is the hardest because it is non-stop. I can't be one of them though, because I am allergic to filing cabinets and everyone knows that's the only thing that wards off Cheesy Toenail Sniffers.

Boredom and reading class don't mix well.

Chuckie Cheese's (Where a kid can be a kid)

You know what's funny? No, not how my dad needs to be locked up in a mental facility, or that he is so stupid he can't count to five. What IS funny is that watching a movie about Al Capone led to me writing a story about "Blueberry Pumpkin Juice", and talking about Chuck Norris being killed by Bruce Lee. What else is funny is that talking about Bruce Lee and Chuck Norris led to me writing about me being "...a person who juggles purple fruit on a unicycle." I can post the second one today, and I think I will do so.

If I were to join a circus, I would perform the act of a person who juggles purple fruit on a unicycle. I would be so good, people would even throw extra tomatoes at me to juggle. Eventually, every one would stop coming to my show because they like it too much. I would dress up as a yellow mouse in this act and the other circus performers would get jealous. Their jealousy would lead to me being fired.

Yeah, that's my story up there. Of what I would be if I joined a circus.


Don't be hatin'

I love my friends

The other day, I was sitting in Math class when my teacher throws a pie at a spider hanging upside down in the back of the room and says:

"I was looking at the CRT scores and I have to admit, I'm impressed. Nobody got below 80% and [Random Smart Girl], [Annoying Guy], and [Chico] got perfect scores."

Then we talked about how chips go very well with bananas when Friend sits in the seat behind me and taps me on the shoulder. Thinking it was the Kool-Aid man, finally paying me back for the wrecking ball I lent him, I turned around.

Friend(referring to CRT score): Hey, [Chico]. So, who'd you cheat off of?

Benji!!!!

Today I called one of my best friends in the world, Benji.
I probably would have sounded like a creep if I hadn't thought about what to say if no one picked up and it went to voicemail. If I hadn't thought about it, It would've gone something like this:
Me:"Hey guys, it's me. Can you tell [Benji] I called? Thanks, bye."

Them: Who is this creep? And how does he know [Benji]? It's an out of state number, so it must be some kind of weirdo. This is why we shouldn't let [Benji] have any priviliges at all.

Benji: Hey guys, I just got home from school, and the weirdest thing happened. I was running away from an alien that was throwing cheese and uncooked oatmeal at me when I ran into Professor Breadsauce and...Why are you guys glaring at me?

Them: THAT'S IT!!!! YOU ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE! YOUR PUNISHMENT SHALL BE TO PICK FROZEN POTATOES OFF OF THE PEAR TREE OUT BACK! AND WHEN YOU'RE DONE...

And that's exactly what would've happened if I hadn't stopped myself and left a polite message saying: "You guys suck. Tell [Benji] I called."

The Last Apprentice

Recently i have been reading a book series called The Last Apprentice. It is about a boy apprenticed to a Spook, one who guards people from the dark. Spooks do not usually have friends because people fear them. I have read four of them already, and they are pretty creepy. The list goes in order by creepiness like this:

1. Attack of the Fiend
2. Night of the Soul Stealer
3. Curse of the Bane
4. Revenge of the Witch

The chapter art, along with the story itself, is really spectacular, and to prove it I uploaded some images.

Revenge of the witch, chapter 12: The Desperate and the Dizzy

Now, for you people reading this post, you probably only see a mirror and a hand reaching towards it. So let's give some clarification. In the mirror is a dead witch, Mother Malkin, who is being summoned by, who else but, the main character's only friend, Alice. The main character, Tom, (keeping a promise to Alice) fed Mother Malkin some cakes for two nights in a row, enabling her to escape from her pit (pits are used to bind live witches, and the witches aren't usually able to get out, due to the iron bars at the top.) Tom killed the witch, but witches can still walk around and feed after death. The following chapter is suspenseful as it deals with Tom trying to spot who the witch might have possesed.

Curse of the Bane, Back Cover

This is a picture of Alice in a haunted house with Tom. They just recently escaped the Bane, a creature who steals blood from humans to make himself powerful, with Tom nearly killed because he refused to let the Bane lose. Tom gets confronted with a nightmare that the Bane forces upon him, and the Bane tries to get Tom to free him and give him his blood. Tom refuses, but the Bane traps him in a dream while he convinces Alice to open the Silver Gate (the gate that binds the Bane.) Tom desperately tries to wake up (Taking almost two hours to do so), but when he does wake up, Alice has already opened the gate, dooming the County, and given the Bane her blood, dooming herself, so that she may become a witch.

Night of the Soul Stealer, chapter 21: The Trap

Night of the Soul Stealer, Back Cover

In the top picture, Meg, a domestic lamia witch (lamia witches come from Greece. Feral lamias have long, powerful claws, scales all over their bodies, and a thirst for human flesh. Domestic lamias look like humans and have control over their diet.) who fell in love with the Spook, is climbing through the dirt after her sister, a feral lamia that tried to kill and eat Tom. Meg was given "Herb Tea" that made her forget her power over humans, but also made her forget small things, such as names. Somehow (the reason is not stated in the book) she remembered who she was and locked Tom and the Spook in the cellar where she spent her summers awaiting the Spook's return to his winter house. Tom escapes, but Meg caught him sneaking back into the house trying to get the Spook out and trying to save his father's soul by giving Morgan, and evil character who is torturing Tom's father's dead spirit, a grimoire that will summon Gorgoth, the evil god of winter. Tom escapes using a rowan staff and a silver chain, and puts Meg in a pit in the basement, where she should have been if not for the Spook's soft heart*.

In the bottom picture is Marcia, Meg's feral sister, crawling towards Tom, who is bound in place by a spell.

Attack of the Fiend, chapter three: Priorities

Attack of the Fiend, chapter five: The Three Sisters

Attack of the Fiend, chapter seven: Alice's Tale

Attack of the Fiend, chapter 17: Moonlight

Attack of the Fiend, chapter 25: A New Order

In the top picture, a witch is shown on horseback commanding Tom's family hurt, his trunks stolen, and his barn burned down.

In the next picture down, Beth and Jennet, witch twins from the Mouldheel clan, are shown sitting on tree stumps. Tom is lead to them by Mab, Beth and Jennet's sister and also leader of the Mouldheel clan, with the thought put into his head by Mab that they were going to save Alice. They play a game with Tom (Tom having no choice in the matter, for he has a spell cast onto him, preventing him from refusing or resisting) in which the players pick a category: Truth, Dare, Promise, or Kiss. It being Tom's turn, he chooses truth, which seems to be the least dangerous, because a dare could risk his life and Alice's, a promise** could risk the whole County's safety, and he remembers that they said if he chose Kiss then he would have to kiss someone or something. The scene goes like this (told in first person view by Tom):

"Tell me this and be truthful. And you'd better, if you know what's good for you. Wouldn't do to cross us! Which one of us do you like best?"
I looked at Mab in astonishment. I'd had no idea what kind of question I'd be asked, but this was like a bolt from the blue. And it wasn't easy to answer. Whichever one I picked, the other two would be offended. And I wasn't even sure whst the truth was. All three girls were scary and most certainly witches. I didn't like any of them. So what else could I do? I told them the truth.
"I don't like any of you that much," I said. "I don't mean to be rude, but it's the truth you wanted and it's the plain truth I've given you."
All three let out a simultaneous hiss of anger. "That's not good enough," Mab said, her voice low and dangerous. "You have to choose one of us."
"Then it's you, Mab. You were the on I saw first. So it might as well be you."
I'd spoken instinctively, without thinking, but Mab smiled. It was a self satisfied smile, as if she'd known she was going to be chosen all along.
"It's my turn now," said Mab, turning away from me to face her sisters. "I'll take kiss!"
"Then kiss Tom!" Jennet exclaimed. "Kiss him now and make him yours forever!"

Tom has no control over his body, so he must kiss Mab, but feels sharp burning pains in his left forearm. He is free from Mab's control, and remembers what Alice had once done. Alice had once gripped his arm so hard that her fingernails went into his flesh. When he took her to her aunt's house, where she would live, she had said "Put my brand on you there...That won't ever fade away." On another occasion, right after she had let the Bane loose, Tom was going to go his own way, away from Alice, when she shouted "You're Mine. You belong to me!" He tells Mab that he belongs to Alice (not purposefully, possibly for the same reason that Mab could not kiss him.) Mab then says that when Alice is dead, he will be hers, and sets off. Tom follows, fearing that she will kill Alice to make him hers.

In the next picture down, it appears to me that Tibb, an evil creature with more strength than a full-grown man, is shown being cut out of a sow. Tibb poses a great threat to Tom, and causes many troubles throughout the book.

In the picture next to the bottom, Tom is at Malkin tower with Mab, and he has read a letter that tells him his mother's sisters are in the two trunks that Mab couldn't get open. His mother's sister's, his aunts, trunks will not open except by his hand in the moonlight. When the sisters are in moonlight, they awaken. Tom opens up the trunks, tricking Mab into thinking that she has control over him, and is forcing him to open the trunks. When he does, his aunts frighten of Mab, Beth, and Jennet and drive the Mouldheel clan out of the tower that they had just captured, putting them in a higher state of authority than the Malkins and the Deanes, the other witch clans.

In the last picture, Tom is back home and just survived attacks from the Fiend, the very Devil himself, and Grimalkin, a witch assassin. Alice and him sit on the steps, looking at the stars. This chapter is important, because it shows that Tom belongs to Alice, and that no other witch can control him or make him hers, an attribute that saved him from Mab's control.

* The Spook was in love with Meg, and couldn't find it in him to put her in a pit. Tom is thankful however, because mentioning Meg saved Alice from a pit of her own.

** The other reason Tom refuses to pick promise is that a promise to Alice released Mother Malkin and dangered the County.

Brand New

Band-aid

Today I went to the dentist to get my cavity filled in and I got the shot to numb up my mouth. When it finally wore off, the parts of my cheek where the dentist had put the shot felt sore. I had a conversation with Nacho that went something like this.

Me:[Nacho]! My cheek hurts! It's all your fault.

Nacho:Why?

Me:Because the dentist gave me a shot to numb up my mouth, and the shot wore off, making my cheek hurt.

Nacho:Did they give you a Band-aid?

Then I realized, they hadn't given me a Band-aid. Maybe we should sue.

Laughing at our mistakes can lengthen our own life. Laughing at someone else's can shorten it. - Cullen Hightower

Kind of sad that the only songs I could find that my friends liked were these three. But, these three songs are the three songs that some of my friends really enjoyed listening to on my iPod while walking home. WOW THAT WAS A LONG SENTENCE! I thought it would never end!

I was swimmin' in the Carribean

In Science we were watching The Day After Tomorrow. We got up to the part where New York is flooding when the girl sitting next to me starts a conversation.

Teeny: I want, to live in water. Like, if my room was just filled with water, and I could live in it.

Me: Where would you sleep?

Teeny: In the water, duh.

Me: On what?

Teeny: Nothing. I would just float on top of the water.

Then she got this really excited look on her face, like a five year-old that just received the present of their dreams for Christmas.

Teeny: I WANT TO BE A FISH!

I think I need to think about who I talk to more often.

Reading Story

In Reading class, we have these little notebooks that we call "journals". And in these "journals", we write about what the directions on the board say to. Today, we had to write up a story, that was greatly exaggerated, describing a minor bicycle accident. My story went like this:

Once, I was riding my bike down the Himalayas. Everything seemed all right until, suddenly, I saw a fish on the path. I swerved to get out of the way, and just barely missed it. While I was looking back to see if the fish was all right, I crashed into a hobo. The hobo was carrying kool-aid and grape juice, and when I hit him it went flying into the air. The majority of it landed in my hair and dyed it a brownish color. While I was covering the remaining distance down the mountain range, I noticed a drop of blood on my elbow. As soon as I could, I got it looked at by a doctor. The doctor told me that it was just a cut and there was nothing to worry about. I never went back to that doctor again, because he obviously didn't know what he was talking about.

Halluccii

TWIN THURSDAY!

TODAY'S TWIN THURSDAY! YAY! Too bad I didn't have a twin! Hmmmm...
I haven't blogged in a while. And I was going to write something. But I forgot what it was. Maybe I will ask you more questions today!

1.)Why does time move so slow in fifth period?

2.)Why is it that the people who complain about being cold the most never seem to wear coats?

3.)Why can't any white guys dance?

4.)Who are these people who always call me their "friend"?

5.)When is Spring Break going to come?

6.)Why am I so awesome?

7.)Why are you so lame?

8.)Why do all my teachers suck?

9.)Why am I always the last one to find out about stuff?

10.)Where is my science book?*

ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS!

*Refer to past post

Too many mutha' 'uckers 'uckin' with my shi'

This picture made two questions come to my mind:

1.)Why is the girl who drew this a worse artist than me and

2.)Why was this in the back of my science notebook?

Maybe I can make an attempt to answer those questions.

Okay

Here we go.

1.)She sucks at drawing.

2.)Because I need to pay attention to my stuff, and make sure Friend doesn't have any writing utensils when I leave it alone.

Maybe one day the REAL answers to these questions will reveal themselves, but until then I'm stuck with this.

You don't need to know my name, to figure out how cool I am!

Me:Where's my book?

Friend: I don't know...(suspicious look on face.)

Me:Wow, you seem to have an abnormally SQUARE shaped stomach...

Friend:Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, I'm pregnant!

Me:OH! How cool!

Friend:Oh look! I gave birth!

Me:Hmmmm...a square shaped baby...if your baby looks like that I NEED to know who the father is.

(By the way: I never did find out who the father was...)

This conversation set in motion a series of "baby kidnappings" switching back and forth from me to her. I ended up with the "baby", but she stole my history notebook and turned it into a science notebook...:(
This is why I should be locked up and jailed. Stealing "babies", I should be ashamed of myself.

Got fat, got angry, started hating myself

Conversations from the living room

Me: Hey Nacho, what up?

Nacho:Nothing. You know why I love you Bro? Because you have a Wii.

I'm am SO flattered!

We could hang around, by the pool

Well, believe it or not, summer's only four months away. While I sat here today, pondering over what I could possibly do all summer(Besides going outside, that's WAY out of the question. I mean, it's not like you need sunlight to survive or anything, right?), and I thought to myself hey, why don't I just sit down all summer beating every video game one at a time? and then I thought hmmm...a lot of my friends names start with "T". Both of these ridiculous and meaningless thoughts sparked an idea into my mind, I could actually hang out with some friends! What a wonderful idea! That way, my skin wouldn't look like a piece of food that has been left out too long, and has started growing M O L D. But then again, who really wants to be with friends when you can be sitting on your butt playing brain-damaging games all day long. Maybe I'll stick closer to home this year.

Check these guys out, they are some great guitarists, yet not very famous.






















Hope you enjoyed it!

Something happens and I'm head over heels

Today I think I will post my 10 most favorite movies I've ever seen

I don't know why, I just think I should.

1.) Donnie Darko

2.)Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless mind

3.)The Dark Knight

4.)Lord of the Rings (all of them)

5.)Kung Fu Panda

6.)Gladiator

7.)Wall-e (You just can't hate Disney.)

8.)Juno

9.)The Brothers Grimm

10.)Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy

Here are some of the WORST movies I have ever seen.

1.)Scorpion King 2

2.)Space troopers

3.)Ghost Rider

4.)National Treasure

5.)National Treasure 2:Book of Secrets

6.)Eragon (although I did like the book)

7.)The Fast and the Furious

8.)The Fast and the Furious 2

So, there you have it, my 10 most favorite and my 8 most hated movies of all time.

Slow ride, take it easy

The other day I was talking about some funny stuff that one of my friends had done and said. Nacho asked me "Do you play with him at recess?" (referring to my friend.)

Me: "No, I don't have recess."

Tortilla: " You stop having recess when you get to sixth grade."

Nacho: "Do you guys have show-and-tell?"

Soon after I said "no" Nacho said "How is that fun?!"

You're older than you've ever been, and now you're even older.

Please don't laugh, it was the best I could do. That's me in my room with my guitar. Nacho took the picture (regardless of him being six years old, he did very good.) I couldn't help myself to stop laughing, hence the gay face I have on. This picture reminds me of how shiny and polished my guitar is, and that reminds me of how much more care I need to apply to it. In a year from now, that new, shiny guitar will be an old, dull guitar with the finish scratched and banged up.

They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast